title: Besties Chapter Fourty [Final]
Title: Besties
Author: Suju_Shinki
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, others.
length: 40/40
Genre: Crack, fluff, smut, drama
Rating: PG13-NC17
Summary: Teenage!friends-with-benefits!Yoosu. Of friendship, jealousy, sex, some weed, alcohol and love. Typical teenage stuff XD
Chapter 40: Cherry Flavoured Kisses [Finalness]
Junsu snapped out of his daze when his whole body slammed against something hard.
“Ah...”he groaned, tearing his lips away for the first time in 5 minutes.
“Sorry,” Yoochun panted. “Front door.”
Junsu nodded and watched impatiently as Yoochun opened his front door. They stumbled inside, not wasting another second.”
“Parents?” Junsu breathed against Yoochun's lips.
“Out,” Yoochun murmured and tugged at Junsu's shirt, pulling it over his head in seconds. Yoochun literally pounced him, sending them both to the floor in the hallway. Junsu moaned loudly when Yoochun's knee found his groin.
“Door,” Junsu said, eyes rolling back in his head from the pressure on his crotch. “You left the door open...”
Yoochun reached over their heads and slammed the front door shut.
Junsu fumbled with the hem of Yoochun's shirt tugging at it so hard it burned Yoochun's skin.
“Do you...do you have everything here?”
“God, you talk to much,” Yoochun sighed and sat up on his knees.
“Sorry for wondering stuff when were making out in your hallway,” Junsu panted.
Yoochun pulled him up and they went into the kitchen. “Hungry?” he asked.
“You killed the mood,” Junsu sighed and flopped down on one of the chairs around the kitchen table.
“Me?” Yoochun snorted, while digging through the refrigerator. “Who's the one going all: 'door' and 'parents' and 'do you have everything here?' Ever heard of going with the flow?”
“Ever heard of closing a door, telling me your parents aren't home before we barge into your house, making out and ever heard of just answering me?”
“Go with the flow,” Yoochun shrugged. “Hungry?”
“I want cherries,” Junsu pouted and joined Yoochun in front of the fridge, pressing his naked chest against Yoochun's naked back.
“Well, you're in luck,” Yoochun said taking out a bowl filled with cherries. “I didn't even know we had them.”
“Oh, I asked your mom to buy them this afternoon when she went grocery shopping,” Junsu smiled happily and took the bowl from him. “She loves me.”
“Ask your own mother to buy you cherries,” Yoochun rolled his eyes and closed the refrigerator.
“Can't. She doesn't love me as much as yours does. Where is she anyway?”
“She's sleeping over at Kangta's for the first time ever. Something about not wanting to ruin my prom night, bla bla bla.”
They sat down next to each other at the kitchen table, feeding each other cherries in between random, slow, sloppy kisses. “Come on,” Junsu whined when Yoochun's hand squeezed his ass lightly. “Let's go up stairs?”
Yoochun nodded and slipped out of his seat, pulling Junsu with him by his hand. Junsu snatched the bowl of cherries with him before letting himself get dragged up to Yoochun's room.
Yoochun had never, in his entire life, felt so nervous, nor had he thought he'd ever feel that nervous.
“You look out of it,” Junsu whispered, brushing their naked hipbones together.
“I am,”Yoochun breathed. “My hands are shaking.”
They were kneeling on the middle of Yoochun's bed, the lights where out, all their clothes were lying somewhere between the first floor and the second.
“Don't be,” Junsu said, taking Yoochun's hand in his own. “It's me, remember.” He tilted his head slightly and initiated the sweetest kiss they had shared up until then. “It's just me.”
Their erections were pressed together and for a second there, Yoochun didn't have time to be nervous. That's how good it felt. He took both their erections in his hand and started stroking them, together.
“O, god,” Junsu moaned, clutching onto Yoochun's arm.
Yoochun threw his head back, biting his lip. Junsu's hand covered his own, deciding on the pace.
Another kiss, faster strokes and Yoochun found himself lying on his back, with Junsu straddling his hips.
“Lube?”
Yoochun reached over and opened the drawer to his nightstand. “Condoms are in there too.”
Junsu nodded and took the pack of condoms and the bottle of lube out.
“Uhm...the condom comes first right?” Junsu asked hesitantly.”
“Yeah, condom first,” Yoochun said. He didn't feel like making fun of him at the moment. Another time, for sure. Just not now.
Junsu unwrapped the condom and rolled it down over Yoochun's cock gently. Yoochun watched as he took the bottle next and held it upside down, hovering over Yoochun's penis, draping it with the a colourless liquid. Junsu used his hand to spread it over evenly, before looking up at Yoochun.
Yoochun released a breath he didn't know he was holding. He pulled Junsu to sit up on his knees, towering over him.
“Spread your legs.”
Junsu did as he was told and held himself steady against Yoochun's shoulder, smudging them with lube.
Yoochun took the bottle and coated his own fingers with the odourless substance. He reached between Junsu's legs, under his rock hard cock, which was pointing up at his own bellybutton. He pressed both his fingers against his hole and Junsu shivered.
“Come here,” Yoochun mumbled and pulled Junsu's face down with his other hand. They kissed through the whole preparation, which was a pretty long time. “Does it hurt?”Yoochun asked hoarsely.
“It just stings a bit. Should I lie down?”
“Nah,” Yoochun shook his head. “This way you have more control and you can stop when it hurts.”
“So I just...”
“Just lower yourself - yeah, like that - oh, god - oh, fuck, Junsu...”
Junsu panted heavily as he lowered himself so slowly, it hurt for Yoochun.
“Oh, god, why is your penis never ending?” Junsu whimpered, still gliding down, millimetre by millimetre.
Yoochun's nails dug into Junsu's hips pulling him down harshly and regretting it the second he heard Junsu's painful groan.
“I'm sorry...I just couldn't take it anymore,” Yoochun apologized . “Did it hurt a lot?”
“Fuck you,”Junsu panted, burying his face in the crook of Yoochun's neck. “I'm getting you back for this...”
“Does this mean I can move? Because I'm dying here...like...seriously...”
“Move, damn it, move!” Junsu groaned and clutched onto Yoochun's back when he thrusted upwards. “Oh my god I'm in hell!”
“Jesus, I'm in heaven,” Yoochun moaned, but when Junsu's teeth dug into his shoulder he realised Junsu was seriously not enjoying this. He stopped. “You move,” he said.
“What?” Junsu muttered out against his shoulder.
“Move up, baby,” Yoochun said softly. “Trust me.”
Junsu moved up. Once, twice, three times. “This isn't that bad.”
“Ah, yes!” Yoochun moaned. “Faster, Junsu!”
The effect it had on Yoochun, made Junsu's penis tingle. He slid up faster, and slammed down harder.
“Fuck, Junsu!”
“It feels good,” Junsu panted and reached for his own cock and started stroking himself when he felt something warm squirt into him.
Yoochun moaned and fell backwards looking awfully contented.
“Hello?” Junsu said and slapped him across the chest. “I'm not done yet!”
“I know, I know...” Yoochun sighed happily and reached over to take a hold of Junsu's cock, but Junsu slapped his hand away.
“I let you rip me open and you think you're getting away with a handjob? Funny.” He moved up and Yoochun's cock slid out of him. Yoochun groaned. “Why'd you do thamphf-”
Junsu stuffed his penis into Yoochun mouth. Yoochun glared at him, but it was hard to take him seriously, seeing he had Junsu's cock in his mouth and was actually sucking on it too.
Junsu grabbed the back of his head and thrusted. Hard. Yoochun gagged and for some reason it turned Junsu on like hell. He did it again before he felt his stomach and pulled out of Yoochun's mouth quickly. Yoochun panted and was about to start nagging at him, when Junsu squirted his cum right next to his mouth.
Yoochun stared at him in disbelieve. “You did not just do that.”
Junsu bit his lip and leant down, smacking his lips onto Yoochun's as he squeezed the last bits of cum out, letting it drip somewhere, anywhere.
“There is cum dripping out of your ass, slut” Yoochun panted.
“There's cum on your face, whore.”
“Fuck you.”
“You just did.”
“I'm thirsty,” Yoochun said and sat up straight.
“Maybe I should have cum-”
“Stop right there, little perv,” Yoochun chuckled.
Junsu moved off of him and got off of the bed and flicked the lights on.
They got used to the brightness after being in the dark for a while and Junsu made Yoochun go into the hall and get their underwear, because Junsu felt weird being naked in Yoochun's hallway. Yoochun fetched their boxers and pulled Junsu with him downstairs after he had pulled them on.
“What do you want to drink? Orange juice?” Yoochun asked, bent over, head in the fridge again.
Junsu slipped his hand down Yoochun's but and squeezed it. “I want coffee.”
“Damn you,”Yoochun sighed and started making coffee for the two of them.
“Yoochun.”
“Hm?”
“We just had sex.”
“I know. I was there.”
“Did you like it?”
He turned around and looked at him.“It was awesome, Junsu.” Yoochun paused and asked: “Did you like it?”
“Yeah,”Junsu grinned and leaned his head on his fist. “It was great.”
Yoochun poured two cups of coffee and sat down next to Junsu at the kitchen table. He handed Junsu a mug and took a sip out of his own.
“We're not going to sleep tonight, are we?” he asked, small smile playing around his mouth.
“Who cares. It's our last night,” Junsu shrugged.
He wasn't saying what he meant, but Yoochun knew what he meant. Yoochun was leaving to spend the summer with his dad the net day. He was going to be gone for 3 months. Two weeks seemed like nothing compared to 3 months.
When Yoochun looked up Junsu's mug was empty while his own was still half full.
“Want to go back up stairs?” Yoochun asked.
“Yeah, I want my cherries,” Junsu said and stood up.
“Technically, they're my cherries.”
Yoochun opened the window of his room and light a cigarette, while Junsu was sitting on the floor, leaning against Yoochun's bed, eating cherries and throwing the pits back into the bowl.
It was quiet for a while, except for Yoochun's occasional draws and Junsu's chewing.
Yoochun leaned against the window seal, facing Junsu and smiled at him.
“What?” Junsu asked.
“Nothing.”
“No, tell me. What the creepy smile for?”
“You're pretty~”
“Really?” Junsu smiled and Yoochun spotted a piece of cherry skin on his front teeth.
“Yeah, really,” Yoochun rolled his eyes. He flicked the bud of his cigarette out of the window and moved in on Junsu, sitting on his lap.
“You smell,” Junsu said. “Brush your teeth first.”
“No,” Yoochun said. “Kiss me first.”
“You want me to gag?”
“I did.”
Junsu snorted and Yoochun kissed him, tasting sweet, sweet cherries, mixed in with ash and coffee. Junsu didn't gag. Instead he moved his his hips up and in reaction to that, Yoochun moved his hips down.
“Why did we put on underwear again?” Junsu breathed trying to wiggle out of his own without standing up.
“I can't remember,” Yoochun mumbled, pulling down his own underwear, when he got tackled down and hit his head on the floor.
“I don't mind the rough sex, but we're going to need a safe word,” Yoochun groaned and rubbed his sore spot.
Junsu put his hands under both of Yoochun's knees and dragged him closer to himself. “Sex up my as was good, but I think I'll try it up yours now,”Junsu grinned.
Yoochun looked up at him and his eyes widened. “I swear if you're not gentle I will smash your head in.”
“Don't worry,” Junsu smiled. “It'll be fine.”
Yoochun was leaning against Junsu's chest, and they were still eating cherries, sitting on the floor, right under the window. They had turned off the lights, and now the sun was starting to come up, shining pinkish through the open window.
“Let's take a picture,”Junsu suddenly suggested. “Where's my phone?”
“Downstairs somewhere, in your pants.”
“I don't want to go all the way downstairs. Where's you camera.”
“In the drawer.”
“You mean all the way across the room?”
“Yup.”
“That's kind of far away, don't you think?”
“Hmm.”
“Stay awake,” Junsu said and squeezed him.
“I am.”
“You dropped a cherry out of your mouth.”
“Accident.”
“I think you need to go for a little walk, to wake up. How about you go over there, to the drawer.”
And that's how Junsu conned a barely awake Park Yoochun into getting the digital camera out of the drawer.
Yoochun flopped back down and nuzzled back into Junsu's embrace. He yawned.
“Stay awake,”Junsu said again and nudged him between the ribs.
Yoochun nodded, without saying anything. Junsu held out the camera on an arm length distance and snapped a picture of the two of them.
Junsu looked at it and saw that Yoochun's eyes were closed. “Are you sleeping?”
“Hmhm.”
“You're leaving tonight...”
“Don't worry,” Yoochun mumbled softly. “I'll come back.”
.
From: Shim Changmin
To: Kim Junsu, Park Yoochun.
You are not going to believe this! You should have been there, man. You should have been there. Jaejoong was drunk, Yunho was drunk, Heechul was drunk and some crazy shiz went down! And I have the pictures to prove it! Click the title to check them out and die laughing yo.
[Jaejoong running down the street naked]
[Jaejoong and Heechul knocking on Shirley's door naked]
[Shirley beating Jaejoong and Heechul up]
[Jaejoong trying to rape Yunho]
[Jaejoong and Heechul raping Yunho]
[Yunho beating me up]
[Yunho getting beat up by Shirley]
[Shirley sitting on Jaejoong's face]
[Jaejoong sitting on Yunho's face]
[Yunho sitting on my face]
[Heechul sitting on Shirley's face]
[Heechul getting thrown down the stairs]
call me if you want the rest of the picture. Prom night was EPIC YO! If yours was half as fun as ours, you should be happy
Yoochun, I can't go to the airport with you so I'll just say it right now. I'll kick your skinny as if your not back in three months. And I'm going to kick it hard.
Junsu,, it's just you and me this summer, since Jaejoong is going to Sweden with Shirley in a few days and Yunho is going to Tokyo to be a faggy model. We're going to have fun ;)
--
you guyyyys it's over for now T___T so, spam this last one with your comments! I love you all and thank you for commenting through the whole thing. It´s gone by so fast <3333
Author: Suju_Shinki
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, others.
length: 40/40
Genre: Crack, fluff, smut, drama
Rating: PG13-NC17
Summary: Teenage!friends-with-benefits!Yoosu. Of friendship, jealousy, sex, some weed, alcohol and love. Typical teenage stuff XD
Chapter 40: Cherry Flavoured Kisses [Finalness]
Junsu snapped out of his daze when his whole body slammed against something hard.
“Ah...”he groaned, tearing his lips away for the first time in 5 minutes.
“Sorry,” Yoochun panted. “Front door.”
Junsu nodded and watched impatiently as Yoochun opened his front door. They stumbled inside, not wasting another second.”
“Parents?” Junsu breathed against Yoochun's lips.
“Out,” Yoochun murmured and tugged at Junsu's shirt, pulling it over his head in seconds. Yoochun literally pounced him, sending them both to the floor in the hallway. Junsu moaned loudly when Yoochun's knee found his groin.
“Door,” Junsu said, eyes rolling back in his head from the pressure on his crotch. “You left the door open...”
Yoochun reached over their heads and slammed the front door shut.
Junsu fumbled with the hem of Yoochun's shirt tugging at it so hard it burned Yoochun's skin.
“Do you...do you have everything here?”
“God, you talk to much,” Yoochun sighed and sat up on his knees.
“Sorry for wondering stuff when were making out in your hallway,” Junsu panted.
Yoochun pulled him up and they went into the kitchen. “Hungry?” he asked.
“You killed the mood,” Junsu sighed and flopped down on one of the chairs around the kitchen table.
“Me?” Yoochun snorted, while digging through the refrigerator. “Who's the one going all: 'door' and 'parents' and 'do you have everything here?' Ever heard of going with the flow?”
“Ever heard of closing a door, telling me your parents aren't home before we barge into your house, making out and ever heard of just answering me?”
“Go with the flow,” Yoochun shrugged. “Hungry?”
“I want cherries,” Junsu pouted and joined Yoochun in front of the fridge, pressing his naked chest against Yoochun's naked back.
“Well, you're in luck,” Yoochun said taking out a bowl filled with cherries. “I didn't even know we had them.”
“Oh, I asked your mom to buy them this afternoon when she went grocery shopping,” Junsu smiled happily and took the bowl from him. “She loves me.”
“Ask your own mother to buy you cherries,” Yoochun rolled his eyes and closed the refrigerator.
“Can't. She doesn't love me as much as yours does. Where is she anyway?”
“She's sleeping over at Kangta's for the first time ever. Something about not wanting to ruin my prom night, bla bla bla.”
They sat down next to each other at the kitchen table, feeding each other cherries in between random, slow, sloppy kisses. “Come on,” Junsu whined when Yoochun's hand squeezed his ass lightly. “Let's go up stairs?”
Yoochun nodded and slipped out of his seat, pulling Junsu with him by his hand. Junsu snatched the bowl of cherries with him before letting himself get dragged up to Yoochun's room.
Yoochun had never, in his entire life, felt so nervous, nor had he thought he'd ever feel that nervous.
“You look out of it,” Junsu whispered, brushing their naked hipbones together.
“I am,”Yoochun breathed. “My hands are shaking.”
They were kneeling on the middle of Yoochun's bed, the lights where out, all their clothes were lying somewhere between the first floor and the second.
“Don't be,” Junsu said, taking Yoochun's hand in his own. “It's me, remember.” He tilted his head slightly and initiated the sweetest kiss they had shared up until then. “It's just me.”
Their erections were pressed together and for a second there, Yoochun didn't have time to be nervous. That's how good it felt. He took both their erections in his hand and started stroking them, together.
“O, god,” Junsu moaned, clutching onto Yoochun's arm.
Yoochun threw his head back, biting his lip. Junsu's hand covered his own, deciding on the pace.
Another kiss, faster strokes and Yoochun found himself lying on his back, with Junsu straddling his hips.
“Lube?”
Yoochun reached over and opened the drawer to his nightstand. “Condoms are in there too.”
Junsu nodded and took the pack of condoms and the bottle of lube out.
“Uhm...the condom comes first right?” Junsu asked hesitantly.”
“Yeah, condom first,” Yoochun said. He didn't feel like making fun of him at the moment. Another time, for sure. Just not now.
Junsu unwrapped the condom and rolled it down over Yoochun's cock gently. Yoochun watched as he took the bottle next and held it upside down, hovering over Yoochun's penis, draping it with the a colourless liquid. Junsu used his hand to spread it over evenly, before looking up at Yoochun.
Yoochun released a breath he didn't know he was holding. He pulled Junsu to sit up on his knees, towering over him.
“Spread your legs.”
Junsu did as he was told and held himself steady against Yoochun's shoulder, smudging them with lube.
Yoochun took the bottle and coated his own fingers with the odourless substance. He reached between Junsu's legs, under his rock hard cock, which was pointing up at his own bellybutton. He pressed both his fingers against his hole and Junsu shivered.
“Come here,” Yoochun mumbled and pulled Junsu's face down with his other hand. They kissed through the whole preparation, which was a pretty long time. “Does it hurt?”Yoochun asked hoarsely.
“It just stings a bit. Should I lie down?”
“Nah,” Yoochun shook his head. “This way you have more control and you can stop when it hurts.”
“So I just...”
“Just lower yourself - yeah, like that - oh, god - oh, fuck, Junsu...”
Junsu panted heavily as he lowered himself so slowly, it hurt for Yoochun.
“Oh, god, why is your penis never ending?” Junsu whimpered, still gliding down, millimetre by millimetre.
Yoochun's nails dug into Junsu's hips pulling him down harshly and regretting it the second he heard Junsu's painful groan.
“I'm sorry...I just couldn't take it anymore,” Yoochun apologized . “Did it hurt a lot?”
“Fuck you,”Junsu panted, burying his face in the crook of Yoochun's neck. “I'm getting you back for this...”
“Does this mean I can move? Because I'm dying here...like...seriously...”
“Move, damn it, move!” Junsu groaned and clutched onto Yoochun's back when he thrusted upwards. “Oh my god I'm in hell!”
“Jesus, I'm in heaven,” Yoochun moaned, but when Junsu's teeth dug into his shoulder he realised Junsu was seriously not enjoying this. He stopped. “You move,” he said.
“What?” Junsu muttered out against his shoulder.
“Move up, baby,” Yoochun said softly. “Trust me.”
Junsu moved up. Once, twice, three times. “This isn't that bad.”
“Ah, yes!” Yoochun moaned. “Faster, Junsu!”
The effect it had on Yoochun, made Junsu's penis tingle. He slid up faster, and slammed down harder.
“Fuck, Junsu!”
“It feels good,” Junsu panted and reached for his own cock and started stroking himself when he felt something warm squirt into him.
Yoochun moaned and fell backwards looking awfully contented.
“Hello?” Junsu said and slapped him across the chest. “I'm not done yet!”
“I know, I know...” Yoochun sighed happily and reached over to take a hold of Junsu's cock, but Junsu slapped his hand away.
“I let you rip me open and you think you're getting away with a handjob? Funny.” He moved up and Yoochun's cock slid out of him. Yoochun groaned. “Why'd you do thamphf-”
Junsu stuffed his penis into Yoochun mouth. Yoochun glared at him, but it was hard to take him seriously, seeing he had Junsu's cock in his mouth and was actually sucking on it too.
Junsu grabbed the back of his head and thrusted. Hard. Yoochun gagged and for some reason it turned Junsu on like hell. He did it again before he felt his stomach and pulled out of Yoochun's mouth quickly. Yoochun panted and was about to start nagging at him, when Junsu squirted his cum right next to his mouth.
Yoochun stared at him in disbelieve. “You did not just do that.”
Junsu bit his lip and leant down, smacking his lips onto Yoochun's as he squeezed the last bits of cum out, letting it drip somewhere, anywhere.
“There is cum dripping out of your ass, slut” Yoochun panted.
“There's cum on your face, whore.”
“Fuck you.”
“You just did.”
“I'm thirsty,” Yoochun said and sat up straight.
“Maybe I should have cum-”
“Stop right there, little perv,” Yoochun chuckled.
Junsu moved off of him and got off of the bed and flicked the lights on.
They got used to the brightness after being in the dark for a while and Junsu made Yoochun go into the hall and get their underwear, because Junsu felt weird being naked in Yoochun's hallway. Yoochun fetched their boxers and pulled Junsu with him downstairs after he had pulled them on.
“What do you want to drink? Orange juice?” Yoochun asked, bent over, head in the fridge again.
Junsu slipped his hand down Yoochun's but and squeezed it. “I want coffee.”
“Damn you,”Yoochun sighed and started making coffee for the two of them.
“Yoochun.”
“Hm?”
“We just had sex.”
“I know. I was there.”
“Did you like it?”
He turned around and looked at him.“It was awesome, Junsu.” Yoochun paused and asked: “Did you like it?”
“Yeah,”Junsu grinned and leaned his head on his fist. “It was great.”
Yoochun poured two cups of coffee and sat down next to Junsu at the kitchen table. He handed Junsu a mug and took a sip out of his own.
“We're not going to sleep tonight, are we?” he asked, small smile playing around his mouth.
“Who cares. It's our last night,” Junsu shrugged.
He wasn't saying what he meant, but Yoochun knew what he meant. Yoochun was leaving to spend the summer with his dad the net day. He was going to be gone for 3 months. Two weeks seemed like nothing compared to 3 months.
When Yoochun looked up Junsu's mug was empty while his own was still half full.
“Want to go back up stairs?” Yoochun asked.
“Yeah, I want my cherries,” Junsu said and stood up.
“Technically, they're my cherries.”
Yoochun opened the window of his room and light a cigarette, while Junsu was sitting on the floor, leaning against Yoochun's bed, eating cherries and throwing the pits back into the bowl.
It was quiet for a while, except for Yoochun's occasional draws and Junsu's chewing.
Yoochun leaned against the window seal, facing Junsu and smiled at him.
“What?” Junsu asked.
“Nothing.”
“No, tell me. What the creepy smile for?”
“You're pretty~”
“Really?” Junsu smiled and Yoochun spotted a piece of cherry skin on his front teeth.
“Yeah, really,” Yoochun rolled his eyes. He flicked the bud of his cigarette out of the window and moved in on Junsu, sitting on his lap.
“You smell,” Junsu said. “Brush your teeth first.”
“No,” Yoochun said. “Kiss me first.”
“You want me to gag?”
“I did.”
Junsu snorted and Yoochun kissed him, tasting sweet, sweet cherries, mixed in with ash and coffee. Junsu didn't gag. Instead he moved his his hips up and in reaction to that, Yoochun moved his hips down.
“Why did we put on underwear again?” Junsu breathed trying to wiggle out of his own without standing up.
“I can't remember,” Yoochun mumbled, pulling down his own underwear, when he got tackled down and hit his head on the floor.
“I don't mind the rough sex, but we're going to need a safe word,” Yoochun groaned and rubbed his sore spot.
Junsu put his hands under both of Yoochun's knees and dragged him closer to himself. “Sex up my as was good, but I think I'll try it up yours now,”Junsu grinned.
Yoochun looked up at him and his eyes widened. “I swear if you're not gentle I will smash your head in.”
“Don't worry,” Junsu smiled. “It'll be fine.”
Yoochun was leaning against Junsu's chest, and they were still eating cherries, sitting on the floor, right under the window. They had turned off the lights, and now the sun was starting to come up, shining pinkish through the open window.
“Let's take a picture,”Junsu suddenly suggested. “Where's my phone?”
“Downstairs somewhere, in your pants.”
“I don't want to go all the way downstairs. Where's you camera.”
“In the drawer.”
“You mean all the way across the room?”
“Yup.”
“That's kind of far away, don't you think?”
“Hmm.”
“Stay awake,” Junsu said and squeezed him.
“I am.”
“You dropped a cherry out of your mouth.”
“Accident.”
“I think you need to go for a little walk, to wake up. How about you go over there, to the drawer.”
And that's how Junsu conned a barely awake Park Yoochun into getting the digital camera out of the drawer.
Yoochun flopped back down and nuzzled back into Junsu's embrace. He yawned.
“Stay awake,”Junsu said again and nudged him between the ribs.
Yoochun nodded, without saying anything. Junsu held out the camera on an arm length distance and snapped a picture of the two of them.
Junsu looked at it and saw that Yoochun's eyes were closed. “Are you sleeping?”
“Hmhm.”
“You're leaving tonight...”
“Don't worry,” Yoochun mumbled softly. “I'll come back.”
.
From: Shim Changmin
To: Kim Junsu, Park Yoochun.
You are not going to believe this! You should have been there, man. You should have been there. Jaejoong was drunk, Yunho was drunk, Heechul was drunk and some crazy shiz went down! And I have the pictures to prove it! Click the title to check them out and die laughing yo.
[Jaejoong running down the street naked]
[Jaejoong and Heechul knocking on Shirley's door naked]
[Shirley beating Jaejoong and Heechul up]
[Jaejoong trying to rape Yunho]
[Jaejoong and Heechul raping Yunho]
[Yunho beating me up]
[Yunho getting beat up by Shirley]
[Shirley sitting on Jaejoong's face]
[Jaejoong sitting on Yunho's face]
[Yunho sitting on my face]
[Heechul sitting on Shirley's face]
[Heechul getting thrown down the stairs]
call me if you want the rest of the picture. Prom night was EPIC YO! If yours was half as fun as ours, you should be happy
Yoochun, I can't go to the airport with you so I'll just say it right now. I'll kick your skinny as if your not back in three months. And I'm going to kick it hard.
Junsu,, it's just you and me this summer, since Jaejoong is going to Sweden with Shirley in a few days and Yunho is going to Tokyo to be a faggy model. We're going to have fun ;)
--
you guyyyys it's over for now T___T so, spam this last one with your comments! I love you all and thank you for commenting through the whole thing. It´s gone by so fast <3333